Standing under the cherry blossom tree, I look up at your profile
"I said, you don't need to protect me, because one day, I will be there side by side with you."
You picked up the Zanpakutō and swung it at me, cruelly and decisively
"Then... Do you want me to die?"
My eyes extended to the distance
"Haha... It turns out that I am still the same me, but you are no longer the same you."
Drink to the depths
"I don't love it anymore because it's too painful, so painful that I can't find any reason to persist."
In the end, will we go back to the beginning, that not-so-sunny afternoon? Your knife is only willing to cut off the filth, and then protect the person you love most forever...